Metamor4Sis

WARNING: If you are the squamish sort, please do not read any further.

(OF COURSE you are going to keep on reading right?!)

I was having problems with my shoes. So I thought it was about time to get a new pair.

I like my shoes black or white. It makes matching of my bags easier, especially when you don’t have a big budget like Imelda Marcos did or Paris Hilton does (she has one THOUSAND pairs?!)

However, if you are anything like me, you dread the idea of shopping, especially for shoes. Perhaps it is because as I get older I get more particular (read “fussy”) I find it almost impossible to get a good pair and when I do, my size is often out of stock.

Hence it was with trepidation I set off one afternoon.

Two hours I walked.

By the time I finished, I got a blister at the back of my right heel and I didn’t realise it. My feet were so uncomfortable that I didn’t know!

By the time I found out, the blister had broke.

So I had to let it heal.

But before it got totally healed, I wore a pair of closed shoes.

Yes, it got worse.

(And here is what you have been waiting for)

The picture on the left (#1) is when it was healing. The one on the right (#2) is where it got worse again.

Do you wonder why I am staying off my regular shoes for a while!